Celtia's Comments


hEyy i dont know if im 100% correct on this, since i read trade for writing! So either you meant w2a or just trade the character and i can write a story abt any of your characters. But if it's the first option i did write a little bit just in case!

My idea is a little strange, It has to go along with my Pillpocket universe. It's a new project and it includes a planet that harbors life to strange insectoid animals- Pillbugs serve as kings and queens, Rhopals are like butterfly squirrels in the rainforests, but most of all the main species is Pillpockets. They're anthropomorphic bull and cow species, like this boy here. Their social structure isn't set in stone but it mostly has to do with what type of magical powers you are able to control- though they're normally able to pick their own.
I imagine they follow a strict set of religions that have to do with a starsign or zodiac that relate with different kingdoms and months. The kingdom I'll be writing about specifically is a kingdom which in the past would have had an issue with thieves, raiders, and famine. A raccoon would fit perfectly for a deity of this town.

Ok here I go-

Long ago, the god of the star system Celtia, otherwise known as "The Racoon", was a beloved and trusted deity. They blessed crops with lots of rain and growth and helped farmers to make more food for the growing cities. She did not want the poor people to ever feel the need to beg or steal anything from anyone, she only wanted kindness, so she took it upon herself to help the people out. She came down onto the planet's surface and confronted the kingdom's leaders herself and got into a heated dispute. She wanted freedom for the people and the king wanted to stay on top. This argument grew into a war and soon enough the armies were being sent after angels and starsigns alike. Armies wouldn't stop coming until one day Celtia landed in battle to stop them all and was slain on the battlefield. The kingdom officially called off on the war and eventually came to peace with its peasantry. The king and his people now got along and loved each other. He stays on the throne while everyone is free, both sides got what they wanted.

   It is said to this day that the grass that grows near where her body fell still glistens like gold in the sunset of summer... 

Woah! That's a lot, I love it! I'll go ahead transfer them to you! I didn't have any plans and was having trouble making a story for them, so I stored them in one of my back folders and halfway forgot about them. 

Sorry for not responding sooner!